Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
What did Mo Yesi just say?
What did he mean?!
Mo Yesi couldn’t help but smile when he saw her eyes widen like a dolphin. He couldn’t help but say gently, “MR.S doesn’t design jewelry for others, but he’s very willing to design all sorts of beautiful jewelry for his wife.
“As long as it makes his wife happy, he’s willing to be her exclusive designer.”
“Designing jewelry for his wife?!” The reporter repeated the sentence in confusion. A few seconds later, all the reporters looked up at Mo Yesi in shock.
“Mr. Mo, are you saying… that you’re MR.S himself?!”
The reporters were shocked.
The legendary genius jewelry designer, MR.S, was actually Chairman Mo Yesi?!
This was too unbelievable.
Qiao Mianmian looked at Mo Yesi in shock. “You-you’re MR.S?!”
Mo Yesi ignored the reporter and smiled at her. “Is this very unacceptable to you? Didn’t you want to know who MR.S is? Are you satisfied now?”
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
She was stunned as she looked at the gentle man beside her.
This was an admission.
So, Mo Yesi was really MR.S?
This was an answer she never expected.
She’d thought that MR.S might be a friend of Mo Yesi’s.
But she never expected Mo Yesi to be MR.S.
“Mo Yesi, are you really MR.S?” Qiao Mianmian asked in shock.
“Otherwise, who did you think it was?” Mo Yesi smiled and asked.
Qiao Mianmian suddenly recalled the designs she saw in Mo Yesi’s office.
Mo Yesi was the one who designed the jewelry, but she didn’t link him to MR.S.
She thought that it was just Mo Yesi’s hobby.
In fact, it did seem like it.
His main job was to manage the Mo Corporation.
Jewelry design was just one of his many hobbies.
“Do you have any more questions?” Mo Yesi spoke to Qiao Mianmian for a while before turning to look at the group of reporters. “If not, can you move aside?”
“Last-last question.” The reporter snapped out of his daze and asked the last question. “Since Mr. Mo has no intention of doing jewelry design and is unwilling to design jewelry for others, why did you participate in the competition?”
Mo Yesi replied, “I just wanted to know my level.”
The reporter asked, “That’s all?”
Mo Yesi said, “That’s all.”
The reporters were speechless.
“Then, why didn’t you take part in other competitions?”
“Because it’s meaningless.”
Reporter: “Meaningless? Why?”
Mo Yesi looked at him calmly. “I can get first place with just any design. What’s the point of continuing to participate?”
The reporters were speechless.
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
Even if she felt that her husband was invincible.
But under such circumstances, shouldn’t he be more humble?
This was too much.
What would other people think?
Especially when he’d gotten first place with scores that surpassed Henry Zhou..
